The DemonA Poem by Mirko GalušićSomething that got in my head one night... A very dark, fantastical piece, with a lot of Slavic pagan mythology influence...The Demon One night I saw, The nightmares are, still haunting me. One cold winter night, in the woods far away, I saw a glimpse, of light in my way. Trough the forest it led me, dancing in the wind, to a scary place, hidden from the world. There, I saw, the dance of spirits, like women they were, shrouded in green. Beautiful they were, with skin pale as the Moon. But why did I fear them, soon you will hear, they bathed in blood, crystal and clear. Their eyes pierced my brain, hipnotizing me. Calling to join them, I couldn't resist. Falling in the pool, I felt the warmth of blood, And the cold embrace, of our bodies bonding. Lost in time, As we made love. Her body cold but delicate, Pressed against mine, I felt her warm lips, Delicious as wine. Bathing in sin, I did not think, that there was a price, which I had to pay. Inside their eyes, there was no lust, only death, Filling my mind, With fear and pain. I saw nightmares so real, That left me terrified. Scratching my skin with her claws, Leaving the mark of the demon. That night I escaped, Crazed and naked, Never to come back, To that horrifying place. Till this day I'm cursed, Haunted by her, the demon, Every night, Never to be left alone... © 2013 Mirko GalušićAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMirko GalušićBar, MontenegroAboutI'm a young artist... Singing in a metal band, playing 6 instruments, and writing poetry... My poetry consists of some pieces being only for reading, some can be put in a music song, and some of them .. more..Writing
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